Why! Why is it bothering me!
Ingrid shook her head. Then the doors opened. She walked out and walked towards to her room. She grabbed her clutch purse and fished in for the card key. She found it. She took it out and slid in the thingy (I don¡¯t know what else to call it TT) She twisted the doorknob and opened the door. She felt a cool breeze.
Something¡¯s wrong¡¦¡¦someone is here.
Ingrid quietly got the gun from it¡¯s holster that was strap to her thigh. She clicked off the safety. She put her purse on the table next to the door. She quietly turned on the lights. She cautiously walked to the living room. She saw nothing. She walked to the room next. She opened the door. Then someone jumped her. Ingrid pulled the trigger. There was a scream of pain. Ingrid rolled over and somersaulted and landed on her knees and aimed her gun at the figure.
¡°Who are you? What the hell do you want¡± She demanded.
¡°W-what makes you think I¡¯ll tell you¡¦.¡± The man said,
¡°Who the hell are you working for¡± She hissed.
¡°Fuck you.¡± He said.
Then the door opened.
¡°POLICE¡± A man shouted.
¡°In here. Officer.¡± Ingrid said still glaring the man down.
¡°Ingrid¡± Someone said.
Ingrid glanced to the side and saw Fillmore along with Anza.
Shit. What the hell is he doing here?
¡°You okay Ingrid¡± Anza asked as he handcuffed the man.
¡°Yeah.¡± She said.
¡°What the hell are you doing with a gun¡± Fillmore hissed.
¡°Hn. I¡¯m part of the NYPD. I¡¯m a detective.¡± She said glaring at him.
¡°Come on Ingrid we are going to need your statement.¡± Anza said as he handed Fillmore the man.
¡°Fine. Just get those bastards away from me.¡± Ingrid said as she turned her back at Fillmore and walked into the room to change.
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Ingrid changed into denim jeans and a black shirt.
¡°You still love black don¡¯t you¡± Anza chuckled.
¡°But of course.¡± Ingrid said.
¡°Let¡¯s go. Fillmore went ahead. He didn¡¯t really like the comment you gave him.¡± Anza said.
¡°Good.¡± Ingrid said.
¡°I didn¡¯t know you were NYPD¡¦.¡± Anza said.
¡°Yeah. I didn¡¯t know you were a policeman.¡± She said.
¡°Have been for the past 5 years.¡± He said.
¡°What about the others¡± Ingrid asked.
¡°Oh. Karen and O¡¯Farrell is on the forensics team.¡± Anza said.
¡°And let me guess Vallejo is the captain¡± Ingrid asked with a smirk on her face.
¡°What else¡± Anza answered.
Ingrid smiled.
¡°So detective of NYPD¡¦..Detective Third. That has a nice ring to it.¡± Anza said.
¡°Oh shut up.¡± Ingrid said as she whacked his arm.
Anza let out a laugh. Ingrid rolled her eyes at him. She leaned back. She looked out of the window. She was just staring at the familiar sites from when she was in middle school. She sighed.
¡°We all miss the old days.¡± Anza said.
¡°Yeah. We were so carefree and so much like a team.¡± Ingrid said.
¡°Hmmm.¡± Anza said. ¡°But at least we are all in the same profession.¡±
¡°Yeah.¡± Ingrid said.
¡°Now I remember.¡± Anza said.
¡°Remember what¡± Ingrid asked.
¡°I just remembered reading your name on the list of the upcoming celebration.¡± He said.
¡°Oh that one.¡± she said.
¡°Yeah. So are you going¡± He asked.
¡°I don¡¯t I mean HE¡¯S going to be there.¡± Ingrid said.
¡°Come one just avoid him. You can hang with Karen and me. And maybe you can find a new person.¡± Anza said.
¡°Okay¡¦¡± Ingrid said.
Anza smiled. The two neared a building. Anza turned and parked in a stall in a parking lot in front of the building. Ingrid and Anza got out and walked up the stairs and into the building. There were a lot of men walking around.
¡°Hey Anza! Who¡¯s the babe¡± Someone called.
Ingrid clenched her hands into fists.
¡°I don¡¯t think you should call her that. She¡¯s just an old friend. She was Fillmore¡¯s old partner.¡± Anza said.
Everyone fell quiet and stared at Ingrid.
¡°Why is everyone staring at me¡± Ingrid asked under her breath.
¡°There are some stories about you here. All your accomplishments and stuff.¡± Anza whispered back.
Ingrid unclenched her fists and just followed Anza into the interview room. When she entered she saw the others in there.
¡°I didn¡¯t know you were a Detective.¡± Vallejo said.
¡°Slipped my mind¡± Ingrid said shrugging.
¡°Slipped your mind¡± Vallejo exclaimed.
¡°Look I would have told you but due to certain circumstances I left early.¡± She said.
Ingrid glared at Fillmore. And Fillmore glared back.
¡°Okay. You can have your glare fest later. What most of us want to know is what you did to make someone so mad.¡± Karen said.
Ingrid looked at Karen. ¡°Karen I¡¯m a detective. Who wouldn¡¯t want to go after me.¡±
¡°Not to mention the best the NYPD has¡± O¡¯Farrell exclaimed.
Everyone looked at him. They saw the magazine in his hands.
¡°So I¡¯m good at my job. It doesn¡¯t matter.¡± Ingrid said.
¡°Someone is trying to take you¡¯re life. That is a huge deal.¡± Vallejo said.
¡°Hey I am not going to go over all my files Vallejo. You don¡¯t even know how many people I busted. It far surpasses whatever Fillmore got you.¡± Ingrid said.
¡°Seems like you are dedicated to your job.¡± Vallejo said.
¡°I have little to be dedicated to now days.¡± She said crossing her arms across her chest.
They all looked at her.
¡°Dating¡± Karen asked.
¡°Waste of valuable time.¡± Ingrid said.
¡°Hanging with friends.¡± Anza said.
¡°I scare them all away.¡± Ingrid said.
¡°Jesus Third.¡± Vallejo said.
Ingrid just leaned on the wall with the one way mirror. Then the mirror cracked. Ingrid crouched down and covered her head as did the others. Then there was a sharp pain in Ingrid¡¯s side. Ingrid yelped in pain. She fell to her other side while clutching the wound. Anza crawled to Ingrid. He dragged her under the desk.
¡°Fuck it.¡± Ingrid grunted out.
¡°Fillmore! Watch her¡± Anza shouted.
Fillmore crawled to Ingrid. He ripped his sleeve from his shirt and moved Ingrid¡¯s hand from the wound. He put the cloth on the wound and applied pressure on it. Anza got out his gun and walked to the window and started shooting. Then the shooting stopped.
¡°They¡¯re gone.¡± Anza said.
¡°We have to get Ingrid to a hospital. The bullet is still in there.¡± Fillmore said as he carried Ingrid out from under the table.
¡°Yeah. Fillmore can you take her? We will catch up later.¡± Karen asked.
¡°Yeah sure.¡± Fillmore said.
¡°I¡¯m fine.¡± Ingrid grunted out.
¡°No you are not.¡± Fillmore said.
¡°Why¡¦.should you¡¦.care¡± Ingrid grunted out.
Fillmore stayed quiet left everyone behind and carried Ingrid to his car. He unlocked the car and put Ingrid on the Passenger seat. He walked to the driver¡¯s side and opened the door and put the car on drive and drove. Ingrid pushed the cloth to the wound as hard as she could.
¡°How could you not know someone stalking you or even trying to kill you¡± Fillmore said quietly hoping Ingrid didn¡¯t hear but she did.
¡°Apparently they are really good and they have been watching me for a long time to figure me out.¡± Ingrid snapped.
¡°Next time be careful.¡± Fillmore snapped back.
¡°Why should I? For you care I could die and you would just go on having a happy life with Penny and your kids.¡± Ingrid hissed.
Fillmore stiffened at that statement. ¡°We are not married.¡± He whispered.
¡°Yeah right when I left you guys were so lovey dovey.¡± Ingrid hissed.
¡°We don¡¯t have any kids and we are not married.¡± Fillmore said.
¡°Yeah right. I believe you.¡± Ingrid said.
¡°We are not like that.¡± He said.
¡°I said I believe you.¡± Ingrid said.
¡°Not that it¡¯s any of your business we broke it off after you left.¡± Fillmore said.
Ingrid just fell silent. She didn¡¯t know what to say. Half of her was happy. But the other half didn¡¯t believe him.
What about at the reunion¡¦.she was hanging all over him¡¦
¡°If you are thinking at the reunion then she saw me and started flirting with me clinging onto my arm.¡± He whispered.
Ingrid didn¡¯t say anything. She wanted to believe him but she just couldn¡¯t not without proof.
Hah! I¡¯m so wrapped in my work I¡¯m even thinking of it when I¡¯m not on duty,
Fillmore stopped at the hospital. He ran and called for help. Then Ingrid was taken to surgery to take the bullet out. Fillmore sat down in the waiting room. The others came.
¡°Is she out yet¡± Karen asked.
¡°No. She¡¯s still in surgery.¡± Fillmore said.
¡°Oh.¡± Karen said.
Everyone sat around. They were either pacing thinking or comforting each other. Fillmore looked to where Tehama and Anza was. Anza was hugging Tehama and telling her that everything was going to be all right. Fillmore looked away. It reminded him about the time where he and Ingrid used to date. The two would just have fun doing anything together. Even if they weren¡¯t doing anything.
¡°You are worried aren¡¯t you¡± Vallejo asked.
¡°Yeah.¡± Fillmore admitted.
¡°What happened ten years ago¡± Vallejo asked.
¡°I don¡¯t know. I was at a party then I was in a bed. Next I wake up feeling so alive.¡± Fillmore said.
¡°Well that¡¯s bad.¡± Vallejo said.
¡°Yeah. Me and Penny was a secret until Ingrid found out. Then that¡¯s when I realized what I was feeling was all in my mind. None of it was real. Not like when I¡¯m with her.¡± Fillmore said.
¡°You should tell her how you feel.¡± Vallejo said.
¡°No. You see what she is going through plus she hates me. She doesn¡¯t even believe me when I said that Penny and I weren¡¯t married.¡± Fillmore said.
¡°Okay. But you should tell her¡¦¡±Vallejo got up and went to go talk to O¡¯Farrell.
Then a nurse came.
¡°Are you all here for Ingrid Third¡± She asked.
¡°Yes.¡± Fillmore said.
¡°She should wake up soon. You can see her now.¡± the nurse said.
TO BE CONTINUED¡¦¡¦¡¦¡¦¡¦¡¦¡¦..